203. Bungou Stray Dogs

The ruckus in the gambling house had been resolved. Everyone went back from their game, betting tokens, shuffling cards, and puffing smokes. The air within the underground was stagnant because of the air, which did not seem to flow. The tar smell in the air remained, and it was not the place for someone with weak lungs.

"So, who amongst these gentlemen would like to play with me?"

Mixed in the crowd was Fritz, forcing his way on the standing crowd. He raised his hand among the people waiting for their turn, reaching over their shoulders.

Other Players were hesitant to gamble with San-kun since they did not know if the rumored cheating was real. The man seemed like a fraud, wearing a flat cap, exceedingly black trench coat which seemed to hide multiple tricks under his pockets, and his oxblood brogue boots. The man seemed like a professional con artist in the Players' eyes, avoiding conflict with San-kun and deciding to just watch from the sidelines.